Her Daring Side

The earth, in all her demure, but glorious beauty Wearing her dress of floral modesty, Later, in the chill, in woolen coat of rust and teal Til rebellion calls her name "Woman earth....be liberated! With naught, no need for shame!" The time to let her true nature feel! One morning, in late October's spell No longer demure, no need to pretend Pulling up her ruffled skirts, flapping them in the wind For the sun and sky, the earth and tree She proudly displays a flamboyant spree She beams a smile of wanton glee At last she's feeling bold and free Her new side to unfold, to be Reavealing a glistening, the world to see Whatever the price whatever the cost A rhinestone petticoat of sparkling frost!